THE mask you see
gently just for thee
where once tender
fingers touched
and pale face
once adorn…
It has no eyes
save the ones
— of your soul
And if some tears
— it could shed
oceans it would fill
Such a love it has
for your porcelain skin

REDUCED I feel so lightlyand say no more than ‘sword’Gently digging-cuttingso scorned a love as yours — bleeding–killing viciousThe soul I once so loved — and gently knew…withered before my bleeding eyesA kiss to you my ghostand gently sweep awayfrom dust to dust as mostI once believed in usBut now I lay to rest this deceased dream I must

IF with ancient eyes you could seethe grinding passage of human-timeAnd the cycles that dance upon the hearts and minds of all-in-kindWhat say, for your tender-sanity— might plead to be releasedfrom the criminal act of human folly ::::

SEEING you and him in a wish
I shall not pass by this night
but cast an arrow across your hearts
spark the light of love — your souls
light breaks — daybreak loves you most
a new day of love for you both
and I sling my arrows your way

All I want is to give love
and love is all I can give
and all is the air I need
to breath the love into you

Tomorrow comes and many other days
gracefully taking time in stride
and loving your time eternally
and all you want is what I gaveand give I give each and every day

I am so cupid — loving you all
nothing greater than giving my all
farming a soil rich in lust and love
nothing better than to give my all

Tomorrow I bring
another lover
to their love
its all I can do
to give to you